Episode 80

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Götting: And if we know where he is working, then we’ve got Jens Mirbach.

 

Lara: Dad wants you to move out.

Miriam: What?

Piet: Well, the house is in my name.

 

Miriam: Thanks for being there for me.

 

Intro

 

[Chulos]

 

Miriam and Sebastian are making outin the empty Chulos. Miriam pulls away.

Sebastian: Sorry. Is this too fast for you?

Miriam: I just realized…how much I yearned for you.

Sebastian: And I for you.

He tries to kiss her again but she moves away.

Sebastian: But?

Miriam: There are a thousand buts. I don’t know how things should continue.

Sebastian: But they are continuing?

Miriam: I don’t want to be without you anymore.

Sebastian: Miriam…

Sebastian kisses her again.

 

 

[Pestalozzi, auditorium]

 

Bea: Hey guys. Ready for great exploits? A little more energy, please. Is everyone here?

Timo: Ähm, I think, Sophie will be coming a little later.

Bea: Okay. As long as she is going to show up in the end.

Timo: Yes, of course. She just has a lot going on at the moment. But she better tells you that herself.

Bea: Okay. In two days, you are going to show everybody what you’ve got.

Hotte: Hum.

Bea: Hotte, what’s wrong?

Hotte: Well, it’s the song. There is no way it’s going to cut it for the band festival.

Luzi: He’s right. We should start with a song which we can all stand behind.

Bea: Well, which song would that be?

Luzi: Wonderful life by Hurts.

Luzi/Timo: No duets.

Hotte: But you don’t have to [sing it] as a duet…

Luzi: Well, how about something German, like Wir sind Helden, or something?

Timo: Bulletproof.

Emma: Haus am See.

Luzi: Nelly Furtado.

Hotte: Shame.

Emma: We could take a vote.

Bea: But that would be just another compromise. If we are changing directions now, it really has to be the bomb.

Emma: Okay…so how about “Let me entertain you”?

Delighted laughter all around.

Emma: Okay, it might not be the most current but it’s fun/puts you in a good mood and everyone of us can take part.

Bea: Okay, then start entertaining me.

 

 

[Chulos]

 

Sebastian: It’s understandable that Lara is taking Piet’s side at the moment. She feels just as cheated by you as he does.

Miriam: Right now Piet and Lara are celebrating throwing me out.

Sebastian: What?

Miriam: Since I am to blame for the breakup of our marriage, Piet thinks that I shouldn’t live in our home anymore.

Sebastian: He can’t do that.

Miriam: He already did it. – Do you maybe know of anybody who is subletting his apartment at the moment?

Sebastian: Why don’t you just come back to my place?

Miriam: No. That’s not a good idea. That’s not possible. Not even transitionally. That would be the wrong signal.

Sebastian: What are you going to do now? Do you know anybody that would let you crash at their place for the moment?

 

 

[Pestalozzi, auditorium]

 

The STAG performs “Let me entertain you” accompanied only by the piano.

 

Bea: I believe that we have found our song.

Luzi: Great idea.

Hotte: Hotdamn, yes. You hit the bull’s-eye.

Everybody applauds, Emma beams. (I’m melting into a puddle. She’s so cute.)

 

 

[Pestalozzi, teachers’ corridor]

 

(What’s with the display case, anyway? A stuffed baby duck or chicken, a monster spider displayed in all its glory in synthetic resin (I hate spiders and I don’t care that it’s dead and unable to move due to the resin), a dead lizard swimming probably in formaldehyde and another swimming dead …alien. Wtf is that in the jar on the right side behind the stuffed fuzzball in two legs?

http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/2895/80vitrine.jpg)

 

Sophie is loitering around. It would be very conspicuous if it weren’t Sophie who we all know can stand/walk around in broad daylight in an open field without any cover and still make herself not be seen. She enters the teachers’ lounge.

Sophie: Hello?

It’s empty. Sophie closes the drapes on the door and wakes over to the teachers’ inboxes.She goes through Alexandra’s inbox.

(Andlook at that. I’d like to point out that the powers that be can’t decide how to write Frau Krawczyk’s name either. No wonder we were all confused. On her inbox the name is written as “Gabrielle Krawzyk”. So what is it? Gabrielle or Gabriele and Krawzyk or Krawczyk?)

 

Meanwhile Alexandra is coming down the corridor outside. But before she can make her turn into the teachers’ lounge, she runs into ...

Alexandra: Ah, Ms. Jäger. Thanks again for stabbing me in the back like that. I’m sure you were able to gather brownie points from Bea Vogel by telling her that I took the test.

 

Sophie comes across the following printed email by the detective agency Wenz on the topic of Jens Mirbach: Dear Mr. Götting, unfortunately the check of the guest list of the Airport Hotel Frankfurt has not yet produced any evidence of the stay of Jens…

 

Frau Jäger: It’s your own fault.

Alexandra: You don’t have any proof. But if anything goes wrong around here, naturally it was me. It’s so embarrassing that you are so slavishly devoted to Bea Vogel.

Frau Jäger: Who else would have had an interest in torpedoing Frau Vogel’s tests?

Alexandra: I advice you to mind your own business. Since I don’t think you will be able to bear the consequences.

And while Frau Jäger slinks off, Alexandra enters the teachers’ lounge.

Alexandra: What are you doing here?! What are you doing at my inbox?

Sophie: Uh... I wanted to see Frau Vogel.

Alexandra: Well, she’s not in there (lol, oh Alex, sometimes, when you bring lines like this and your cleavage doesn’t extend down to almost your bellybutton, I really do appreciate you.) So now Vogel is sending her students to spy for her. You are snooping around here because of the test, aren’t you? Huh.

 

 

[Pestalozzi, near the kiosk]

 

Bea is fighting with the lid of her coffee-to-go when Alexandra grabs her arm and turns her around non too gently.

Bea: Hey!

Alexandra: Good god, how low can you get?

Bea: No idea. (She gives her a quick once over and her eyes linger a little at chest-level. Well well.) You have more experience with that than I do.

Alexandra: You’re preaching to me about behaving like teachers (which you are, btw)and then you set a student on me? Don’t bother. I caught Sophie at my inbox.

Bea: Sophie did…your inbo…what?

Alexandra: I’m curious how you are going to explain that to Götting tomorrow.

 

 

[Sophie’s home]

 

Frau Klein: Oh. You’re already home. Sophie, can we…can we talk, please?

Sophie: For What? So I can get another slap across the face?

Frau Klein: I’m so sorry. I…I shouldn’t have hit you.

Sophie: But you did.

Frau Klein: I lost control for a second and I’m apologizing to you now. Parents make mistakes too.

Sophie: Tsk. Wow, that’s some really big news.

Frau Klein: This whole ancient history, I tried to repress it but you have a right to know the truth. It’s true. Your father had an affair with Franziska Lohmann.

 

 

[The Vogel house, Bea’s room]

 

Bea: Hello!? Lara? Miri?

Miriam comes through the door to the bathroom?(I have no idea about the layout of the Vogel house and Bea’s rooms, and I don’t really care.)

Bea: Oh you scared me.

Miriam: Same here. I didn’t hear you come in. I left a message on your voicemail.

Bea: My battery is dead.

Miriam: Oh. Well, here is the thing…

Bea: You moved out?

Miriam: Piet and Lara threw me out. And I didn’t know where to go.

Bea: Come here. (Bea pulls Miriam into a hug)I know I’ve said this rather often but… I still believe that everything will turn out okay.

Miriam: You really have said this often. And in the meantime it got even worse.

Bea: I know. I can’t imagine that Piet is really serious about this. Honestly.

 

 

[Sophie’s home]

 

Sophie: And the necklace?

Frau Klein: Your father gave it to her. She must have given it back after things were over.

Sophie: And you’ve known about this the whole time?

Frau Klein: No. I haven’t known about this the whole time. Your father must have had something like a midlife-crisis.

Sophie: Oh, Mom.

Frau Klein: You were only wrong about one thing. There is no illegitimate child in Australia.

Sophie: And how do you know this?

Frau Klein: I’ve done some research.

Sophie: You?

Frau Klein: Yes. A few years ago.

Sophie: And what did you find out?

Frau Klein: Not much. James McKenzie was a business partner of your father and has been dead for years. Whatever he knew, we will never find out.

Sophie: Still, thanks for telling me the truth.

Frau Klein: Hm. If you want to know anything else…

Sophie: And I’m sorry that this brought everything back up for you.

Frau Klein: But you mustn’t think badly of your father now. He only made one mistake, once.

Sophie: Let’s just forget about this entire thing and I’ll stop bugging you, okay?

Frau Klein: I’d love to. That would be nice.

They hug.

 

 

[The Vogel house, kitchen]

 

Bea: Hey.

Piet: Sister dear.

Bea: I wanted to see how the mood is around here.

Piet: Well, how is the mood supposed to be? Great, of course. How else?

Bea: Okay… Could that be related to you having thrown out your wife?

Piet: So that’s what this is about. I should have known. Is she staying with you?

Bea: Yes. Or should I have let her sleep on the streets?

Piet: That’s not my problem any longer.

Bea: Piet. Now don’t be ridiculous. I know that you are hurt but…

Miriam is listening in from outside the room.

Piet: Hurt?! I’m not hurt, I’m consequent. It’s her own fault.

Lara: Mom left Dad. Why then should he live in the garage?

Bea: The house is big enough for all of you.

Piet: Right. Then Sebastian can move in here. That’s a great idea.

Bea: This is not about him, at all. You, you are a family and… Lara needs her mother.

Lara: Thanks, but no thanks.

Bea: Sweetie… your mother loves you and you know it.

Lara: If my mother really loved me, she wouldn’t have done this to us. I don’t want to have anything to do with her anymore.

 

 

[Pestalozzi, school yard]

 

(Get ready for Emma doing some serious Emma-ing)

Timo: Hotte, forget it, okay? First we have to give a mega performance.

Emma has just arrived on her bike.She’s looking pretty down.

Hotte: Hey, there is our hero. If we’re successful with your song…then I’ll owe you one.

Timo: Yes, look out. Because Hotte is going to become the new Don Juan of the school.

Emmawithout any enthusiasm: That’s great.

Luzi: Is everything alright?

Emma: Yes. What should be wrong? – I just slept really badly.

Timo: Well then…let’s go to bio, learning the 12^thgrade material!

Luzi: I can’t wait. Hey! We’ll see you at the rehearsal.

Luzi and Timo go into the building. But Hotte knows his best friend too well.

Hotte: What’s wrong? Emma, you know that you can talk to me about everything.

Emma: Okay. This may sound ridiculous but…I dreamt something

Hotte: About me?

Emma: No. Something really bad. (Hotte would have just been something bad?)It was about the festival.

Hotte: You are standing onstage, everything is going perfectly…and suddenly you notice that you are naked. (Hotte’s grin makes it clear that he’s thinking in pictures.)

Emma: No. How did you get that idea?

I woke up in my dream. And realized I was much too late. Our performance had already started. So I started running and suddenly… there was a door and... a forest with a swamp and I kept sinking in. Then after a time, I was standing on the stage. Covered in dirt and bruises but…none of you were there. Just the audience and everyone was staring at me and I didn’t know what to do.

Emma’s voice almost breaks. (I want Jenny to hug her. Though I wouldn’t mind hugging her myself.)

Hotte: Well, performance anxiety says hello.

Emma: That wasn’t all, though. I got off of the stage and… was suddenly back at the school and was looking for you. But you weren’t there, either. Only empty…hallways. (Though strangely there was some racket coming out of the attic and from the basement.)Well, and then I woke up…and was still alone. (That was her subconsciousness telling her that Jenny should have been there.)

Hotte: Hey…

Emma: Completely alone.

Hotte: But you aren’t. See, I’m here, all of us are here (but where is Jenny, is the important question here)and we won’t leave you hanging. And you know that, I hope.

He puts his arm around her shoulders.

 

 

[Pestalozzi, hallway]

 

Bea: Hello Sophie! Could I talk to you for a minute?

Sophie: Good morning, Ms. Vogel.

Bea: Is everything okay with you? You don’t show up for rehearsal and now you claim that you are spying for me.

Sophie: I’m so so sorry but Ms. Lohmann practically put the words in my mouth.

Bea: Then it’s true. You really were going through her inbox. Why?

Sophie: That’s not really important anymore.

Bea: Sophie. If I’m supposed to stick out my neck for you, I have to know why.

Sophie: I had this fixed idea, but I have to go see Mr. Götting shortly anyway and then I’ll clear that up. Promise.

Bea: You have to go see Mr. Götting?

Sophie: Yes but…I’m sure it won’t be too bad.

Bea: I’d love to have your optimism. Do you want me to accompany you?

Sophie: Okay. Thanks…And…I’ll come to rehearsal today.

Bea: I’m glad. I already thought you were fed up with it. Okay, then I’ll see you later.

 

 

[Pestalozzi, near the kiosk]

 

Emma and Jenny are in the same vicinity. (That’s enough to make me hop up and down in my chair, squeeing)

Emma is talking with Hotte, Jenny with Caro. But Jenny does take note of Emma walking by.

Hotte: Well? Still down because of your dream?

Emma: Yes. Everything was so real. What if that was some kind of vision? And everything goes wrong?

Hotte: That was no vision. Luckily for you, I just had computer science and was able to do some research on the side.

Emma: On what? Fear of failure at school performances?

Hotte: Interpretation of dreams. And it has nothing to do with fears of failure. Listen up. (He pulls out a bunch of print-outs)The tree is the symbol for femininity and fertility.

Emma: My femininity is blocked?

Hotte: There’s more. The tree is also the symbol for masculinity. Phallus. You know what I mean.

Emma: I’m supposed to choose between a hundred men... (behind Emma we see Jenny still talking to Caro just in this moment. Coincidence? I think not.)I wouldn’t know which ones that could be.

Hotte: No. The tree is man and woman. It’s about uniting the two opposites. (by finally letting your inner baby dyke out...)Coming too late in your dream means that your subconscious is fighting against the continued existence of your virginity.

Emma: What kind of website was that?! Interpretation of dreams for Late-Freudians?

Hotte: No. To make it perfectly clear: You are not seeing the forest for the trees.

Emma: No Hotte, I don’t understand a single word (Literally: I understand only railstation).

Hotte: Well, you are sexually frustrated. Bu-but I can help you to change that.

Emma: Is that all you can think about? I thought you take me seriously.

Hotte: Hey, that’s what the interpretation of dreams says so don’t blame me. But sex with me would be the solution to all of your problems.

Caro, who is just walking by, hears that last sentence and laughs.

Caro: Poor Hotte. (She steps between Hotte and Emma and Emma edges further away, incidentally moving closer to Jenny.)You’re never going to find a woman who is so frustrated that she would put out for you. I mean, if not even Emma ...wants you...

(Thatshot of the camera showing Jenny standing near Emma and her (Jenny’s) reaction, was pure intentional foreshadowing if you ask me because it’s not connected to any plot point. It wasn’t necessary to show Jenny except to slowly start with the couple treatment. Also Emma and Hotte were practically orbiting Jenny during this entire scene. That’s my dream interpretation and I’m sticking to it!;-)

 

 

[Pestalozzi, Götting’s office]

 

Götting: So it was all a lie. You didn’t spy on behalf of Ms. Vogel?

Sophie: Ms. Vogel didn’t have anything to do with it. She didn’t know about it.

Alexandra: Bea must have persuaded her to say this.

Bea: Why would I sic a student on your inbox? Wouldn’t it be easier to look in it myself? (Logic! And Bea! Together! Be still my heart.)

Alexandra and Götting seem to be at a loss for words due to this unexpected logic attack by Bea.

Götting: Well, then I’m curious how Sophie is going to explain to us what she was doing at Ms. Lohmann’s inbox.

Knock knock. Frau Krawczyk (I’ll stick to this spelling now till the bitter end) comes in.

Frau Krawczyk: Mr. Götting, can I talk to you for a moment, please? And Bea, you too, please.

Götting: As you can see, it’s rather inconvenient, right now.

Frau Krawczyk: No, it’s very convenient, as a matter of fact. Then you can also tell me what this arbitration tribunal is all about.

Alexandra: Sophie snooped around my inbox on behalf of Bea.

Frau Krawczyk: Can’t you hear yourself how absurd that sounds? Now please, in my office, right now.

Alexandra: I have to get to volleyball practice.

Frau Krawczyk: I didn’t want to talk to you, anyway. (Hooyah!)

Everyone leaves Götting’s office except for Sophie.

Götting: You stay here. We aren’t finished.

Not having anything better to do, Sophie looks around the office. And what do you know? There on the desk is a folder labelled Mirbach. Of course Sophie can’t resist.She finds a more or less current hotel guest list which has James McKenzie on it.

Sophie: James McKenzie?

[Audio flashback]

Frau Klein: James McKenzie was a business partner of your father and has been dead for years.

[ /Audio flashback]